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Absolute is a game with only one player where Absolute forgets itself so it would have a reason to fulfill the motion while returning.
Serious affairs and history are carefully laid snares for the uninformed. Serious affairs and history are carefully laid snares for the uninformed.
Based on the law of probability, everything is possible because the sheer existence of possibility confirms the existence of impossibility.
Although all days are equally long regardless of the season, some days are long not only seasonally but by rewards they offer.
If you could have walked on the planet before humans lived here, maybe the Ivory Coast would have seemed more beautiful than La Côte d'Azur.
Be aware of the high notes, of the blissful faces and their soft messages, and listen for the silent message of a highly decorated gift.
Busy with the ugliness of the expensive success we forget the easiness of free beauty lying sad right around the corner, only an instant removed, unnoticed and squandered.
Entering a cell, penetrating deep as a flying saucer to find a new galaxy would be an honorable task for a new scientist interested more in the inner state of the soul than in outer space.
Every man needs his Siren to check his courage and strength when he hears her song in his travels through the unknown.
His Highness was always confident in his statements, especially about what he viewed for the first time.
If an ancient man saw planes two thousand years ago, he would've thought they were birds or angels from another world.
If unjustified, ambition kills value, eats its own life, kills someone else's desire to fly, cuts their wings, sucks their air.
If what we think of ourselves were true, the planet would overflow with geniuses. They blossomed; they did not talk about blossoming. They grew; they did not talk about growing.
In every moment the past is born and the present flows into the future, taking the moment that already passed.
Nothing is made, nothing disappears. These are the old truths. The same changes, at the same places, never stopping.
Our desire to say more grows bigger and what to say about it, except that saying is not always about saying, growing is not always about growing.
Possible impossibility emerges from an impossible possibility, or possibly, impossible possibility blooms from the impossibly possible impossibility.
Possible is more a matter of attitude, a matter of decision, to choose among the impossible possibilities, when one sound opportunity becomes a possible solution.
Senses empower limitations, senses expand vision within borders, senses promote understanding through pleasure.
Since there is no real silence, silence will contain all the sounds, all the words, all the languages, all knowledge, all memory.
There is another alphabet, whispering from every leaf, singing from every river, shimmering from every sky.
There is only as much space, only as much time, only as much desire, only as many words, only as many pages, only as much ink to accept all of us at light-speed hurrying into the Promised Land of oblivion that is waiting for us sooner or later.
There is something perfect to be found in the imperfect: the law keeps balance through the juxtaposition of beauty, which gains perfection through nurtured imperfection.
Through a forest of challenges, thought moves and squirms, resisting beguilements; if it endures, it emerges pure.
To transform a grimace into a sound sounds impossible, yet it is possible to transform a vision into music, to go outside an enslaved personality, to become impersonal by transforming into sand, into water, into light.
Total knowledge is annihilation of the desire to see, to touch, to feel the world sensed only through senses and immune to the knowledge without feeling.
Trying too hard to be too good, even when trying to be bad, is too good for the bad, too bad for the good.
Vandals listen only when others are stronger. If vandals are equal or stronger, their word is the last word.
We don’t know anything about silent sages, buried knowledge, the eye of the mute poet, serene seers, yet how many talkative destroyers, prophets and ideologues, teachers and beautifiers there are on the other side.
We like to admit to only that which already glows, although it is nobler to support brightness before it glows, not afterwards.
We love the imperfect shapes in nature and in the works of art, look for an intentional error as a sign of the golden key and sincerity found in true mastery.
We will go far away, to nowhere, to conquer, to fertilize until we become tired. Then we will stop and there will be our home.
When magic through nerves and reason passes, imagination, force, and passion will thunder. The portrait of the world is changed.
When there is noise and crowds, there is trouble; when everything is silent and perfect, there is just perfection and nothing to fill the air.
You are hurrying to the sweet place, to the nonsense chasing your spirit and in the nonsense you look for answers.
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